• Sweet bliss creates a peaceful slumber.
    A sorrowful syhphony played under the moons gaze.
    What is wrong is now right under the tears of the starry sky.
    a whiff of a rose, and a whisper to a dandilion.

    Asking to be freinds, is that so wrong?
    Why do you bear the troubles all on your own, it's okay to ask for help.
    To need, to want, these aren't wrong, but does that make them wrong?
    Remember, if you ever want a freind, just simply.... Call my name.

    Maidens tears, hurting those around.
    Choices she makes will break a freindship, no matter what she chooses.
    Who does she trust more? the other already knows.
    Still i hold out hope, that one day.... She will call my name.

    All alone, Why am i all alone?
    Did i do something? is this my punishment for wanting, or needing?
    Or is it my punishment for believing, for hoping.
    All alone, there is no one... to call my name.

    Remembering those times, of playing, and causing mischief.
    The times when we smiled and were all freinds.
    The times when we all didn't worry of punishments.
    The times when you called my name.

    A picture is worth a thousand words, but the words you use to desribe the picture, is worth a thousand pictures. what will your pictures be? Love, hate, freindship, jealousy, i wonder which. just remember, if you can look in that picture and do one thing, then that picture is worth keeping, and that is..... Call the name.